Right after our IS paper, we all drove to a friend house at Subang USJ. With all the delays and waiting, we only arrived a quarter to 7. My friend’s place is only 5 minute drive from Summit USJ and the restaurant that we went to was few minutes walking distant from his house, such a convenient area to live in. I shouldn’t be complaining. The place where I’m living have petrol stations, wet market, night markets, shop lots, a shopping mall and bus stops that can take us to KLCC and KL town. Even better!! Although those places aren't as high class as Subang or Bangsar, I personally think its good enough. I should be grateful because I've been living there ever since I was a kid.

All of us were in our formal attire since we did not change, where else one of my friends has changed into casual attire. I cannot believe she would look so punk, a completely different person altogether. On normal college's days, her dressings are rather feminine. ;P

My friend took us to Flamin’ J Firehouse. Reading at the sign board in front of the restaurant, it stated "American food, American size... Now Malaysian price". Wow. American size? I doubt I can eat that much. Anyway, we have 5 guys to finish the leave over. Haha...

This is Flamin’ J’s Original Big Bertha, if I’m not mistaken.

The Fish & Chips was Thursday’s special, so it worth only RM10 which is RM3.90 off. We hanged around nearly 2 hours at the restaurant, eating and chit chatting. Yeah, we had fun. Frankly speaking, I still prefer Kenny Roger's Roaster. The meal at Flamin' J was nothing special.

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Next we decided to have supper at Petaling Jaya. We droved 3 cars there, driving from Subang USJ to Taman Megah, passing Kelana Jaya (to drop off a friend), Section 14 and Section 2. Man, RM15 of petrol gone just like that. We ended up at Ming Tien food court where a friend of mine wanted to try the Taiwaness sausages but unfortunately the store was closed. Then we suggested going Starbucks at Section 14. *Sigh* Got to drive all the way back to Section 14.

We were there until about 11.30pm because a friend on mine needed to be home by midnight. My mum called me while I was there, asking my whereabouts and told me that my dad was looking for me. Nothing serious. Usually my parents don’t mind me coming home late, just that I need to inform them my whereabouts and the time I will be arriving home. Besides, I don’t usually go out that often, only once in a blue moon when friends ask me out.